A potential exit!

Jessica had made it to the other side of the naughty street. As she looked around, the reporter could see how different it looked. This end of the naughty street was run down, with whacky and strange vendors and buildings. There seemed to be slightly less people too, and more importantly less clown cops...

Jessica's eyes centered immediately on a vendor stand by the giant doors signifying the end of the road. A big sign above the stall said "Free exit here!". Jessica had to jump on this oppurtunity, whatever it meant, or she'd face the same fate as the actual criminals in this street.

The sexy reporter rushed her way over to the stall, where a skinny man in his twenties sat with his feet on the desk. "I need to leave, now!" Jessica demanded in a panic. The skinny man slowly woke up, as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. "Woah lady, calm down... you don't just get to leave, you know that right?" He told Jessica.

"What do you mean? What's the catch??" Jessica replied, her stress surfaced as she feared the worst.

"You just have to sign this consent form he--"

Before the man could even finish explaining what the form was, Jessica had snatched a pen from his desk and signed her name, not even bothering to read it. "Fair enough.. the slide is over there, that'll take you to where you need to go..." the man told Jessica and slowly went back to sleep.

Jessica glanced over and saw a green slide leading down into the darkness, a big lit up sign was above it and displayed "EXIT ONLY" in bold letters. Jessica marched over to it. In her **** haste to escape, she hadn't even thought about the lack of "naughties" in this area.

Deep in the alleys, a few of the naughties had been watching her, as they saw her enter the slide and dissappear into the dark. "She's mad.." "is she stupid??" "Well that's one way to ruin your life..." The men and women in those alleys muttered to each other, all very much aware of what was at the end of that slide, and why none of them go near it...